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 394 THE POEMS OF ANNE �Aristor. Oh ! yes, I must ; it is the Voice of Honour. 420 Yet, do not weep �Be this Embrace the Earnest of a Thousand. Now let me lead you to Herminia's Tent- Then think, I go more to secure your Charms, And fight to rest with Peace in these fair Arms. �[He leads her off. �ACT V SCENE I �The SCENE is the Camp. A Noise of Drums and Trumpets. Enter Aristomenes, Aristor, Demagetus, Alcander, several Officers and Soldiers. �Enter an Officer from the other Door, and speaks to the General. �Officer. My Lord! I'm from Alcander bid to say, The Battle he has marshall'd as you order'd; And that your Presence now is only wanted. �Aristom. Tell him we come ; and let the Drums beat higher. Now, my brave Followers, be your selves to Day, And more I need not ask, that know your Valour; Who've seen you at the backs of Spartans ride, Till their long Flight, and not your Conquest, tir'd you. �[The Soldiers shout. �And Oh! my Sons, since they who bravely seek it, May meet with Death, when all his Darts are flying, 10 Let me Embrace, and breathe my Blessings on ye. �[Embraces Demagetus. Yet, Demagetus, if I 'scape him now, �And Victory attends my great Endeavour, Thou shalt Triumphant lead me into Rhodes, Where we'll obey the Gods, and save thy Country. �Dem. Still you're the Best of Men, as they declared you. �Aristom. Now let me fold thee thus, my Life's best Treasure ! �[He embraces Aristor, but seems disordered, and not to feel him in his Arms, which he often clasps about him. ��� �